Name: Sarai GhaniAge: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: hazel
Hair: dark brown, just pass shoulder length
Height: 5'3"
Body Type: thin and small, though she looks older
Skin Color: light brown
God Parent: Zelos
Mortal Parent: Padna Ghani
Country of Origin: India
Pets: A small cat that almost looks like a mongoose named Rikki-tikki
Talents: fighting, arguing, and occasionally cooking
Weapon**: A sari that turns into a shield when needed; CB curved knives
Flaws: Extremely impulsive; Fears failure; Attacks anyone if they show as a threat; Will slaughter if enraged
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): Can coax people to suddenly want to compete with her (5x a day, 5min.; people will drop whatever they're doing; can be resisted by a powerful mind, strong will, and just plain ignoring)
Life Before CHB*: Sarai's family was very into Hinduism, thus very religious. The family was shamed when Sarai's mother, Padna, was caught having an affair with Zelos, birthing Sarai. All this time as Sarai grew, she was wondering why she was such an outcast. This caused her to get bitter.
Why does everyone not like me if I don't even know them?! She finally ran away from home around 11. She was then caught by a kidnapper in Southern Africa who sold her away as a slave. She traveled around Africa this way, until she could not take it anymore. She suddenly went what others would call "mad". She killed half of the village before she regained her senses. She looked at the slaughter and ran far, far away. She boarded a boat and sailed to South America, where she lived a short term as an Amazon. She then made it to Mexico and lived as a child merchant, selling the beads she made herself. She crossed the border and went to Texas, traveling upward through North America. Eventually she was in New York as a vendor. A satyr sensed her there and lead her to Camp Halfblood before dying on the hill to a giant scorpion.
RP Example*: I fiddled with the rope around my wrists.
"Give it up already, Sarai." Usiv mumbled. He was so small and sick, and my bestfriend.
"I won't give up until I can get both of us out of here." I growled, breaking a nail.
"We're going to die here," Usiv cried, curling up into a ball as he starved to death slowly. I shook my head and glared daggers at him.
"Listen to me. We're going to be fi---" That's when the Big Man came in. He wouldn't tell us his name, but he had us call him Mufasa. He raised his hand and slapped me, yelling in my face. All I did was nod and say "I'm sorry". He picked me up by the rope on my wrists and tossed me to a corner. Mufasa then turned to Usiv and started yelling at him. I tried to say something, I truly did! But my vision was too blurry. The Big Man balled his fists and....and started....
hitting Usiv until he didn't move anymore. I cried and screamed for him. "You monster!" I yelled at Mufasa. He turned to me with a smug smile.
"What're you going to do, little girl?" He raised his hands to beat me, but then I blacked out. I woke on a roof, standing and looking over the scattered bodies on the streets. What happened? I looked at my hands, covered in blood, and my legs. Also coated in blood. I screamed and ran away. Far, far away.
Any notes about your characters: Suffers from PTSD; ADHD; Dyslexic